Will You Still Need Me

When I get older losing my hair, many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine.

If I’d been out till quarter to three; would you lock the door, will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m sixty-four.

You’ll be older too, And if you say the word, I could stay with you.

I could be handy mending a fuse, When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds, Who could ask for more. Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I’m sixty-four.

Every summer we can rent a cottage, In the Isle of Wight, if it’s not too dear We shall scrimp and save, Grandchildren on your knee; Vera, Chuck and Dave.

Send me a postcard, drop me a line, Stating point of view. Indicate precisely what you mean to say. Yours sincerely, wasting away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form. Mine for evermore.
Will you still need me,  will you still feed me, When I’m sixty-four.

Album: Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967)